I got this little gem from the art center library that was selling out-dated books that no one would have a use for except for freaks like yours truly. 50 cents is what I bargained for, I think. This book was made by time-life under the guise of objective socio-anthopology/ethnographic/whatever type of viewpoint, except that it was made in the early seventies, so obviously full of shit and biased. In any case, I was hoping this book could give a good study on the essence of family and how society pushes every one to live up to a certain ideal. I don't have much, but I wanted to go for a ghostly sort of family portrait/olan mills gone wrong sort of feel. so far it's been a year, and I still haven't come up with much...
Thursday, March 29, 2007
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sound's interesting. Just think, those were the ideals you're parents were surrounded by just before having you. You could also paint portraits of real people, and charge them.
i remember we had discussion about the person on the left was the mother or their oldest brother, or even their sister...
funny I was just about to tell you the mother looked like the oldest sibling hah!
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